Talkie Tuesday: Hidalgo

"Nobody hurts my horse."

Hello everyone!

So for today, I decided to dig up an older movie, because I got sidetracked from my regular list yesterday night. Thing is, it often happens that I tend to think about which movie I want to type up for my Tuesday blogs, and then Monday evening rolls around and I turn on the TV, and the rest, as they say, is history. 

Yesterday night I was trying to cheer myself up after the abomination that was Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, so I was channel surfing, searching for something, when FOX Movies blurred through.

There was a beautiful paint horse on screen, and a very blonde Viggo Mortensen.

Obviously, I stopped doing whatever else it was I had been doing at the time, dropped the remote, and tucked myself in to watch.

The movie I'm talking about is titled Hidalgo, released in 2004 in the wake of the Lord of the Rings success when all the actors and actresses who had taken part in that production were prety much the hottest thing in Hollywood.

Saturday Snippet: Summertime

Summer means happy times and good sunshine.
It means going to the beach, going to Disneyland, having fun.

Brian Wilson

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Tome Thursday: The Name of the Wind

Hello everyone!

Since it's Thursday, and since I'm done doing official (and less official, but no less important) tasks for the day, I finally have time to sit down and type up this blog post. 

Of course the problem here being that I had just bawled my eyes out after not one, but TWO consecutive books I read that literally emptied my tear ducts for the foreseeable future. I honestly have no idea how this happened.

One, I didn't anticipate that there would even BE tears, especially since I was simply rereading a book I had been presented with years ago by my parents after nagging them, incessantly, about having nothing to read.

Yes, I was THAT child.

Anyway, I wasn't expecting to be bowed over trying not to sob like a big baby as I read it. Not fair! I don't remember shedding ANY tears over it originally!

But I digress.

Today's review isn't about me crying crocodile tears, but about The Name of the Wind.

Talkie Tuesday: Bridge of Spies

"Every person matters."

Hello everyone!

Back with a movie again this week, although for this one, I picked a film from the middle of my pack (I call it a pack now, I've stocked up on them again!) instead of from the whole backlog of them, mostly because it's one of those you just have to get out there. 

The point here being, however, that it came highly recommended by two very good friends of mine, and they sort of nudged and poked until I gave in and got myself a copy of it.

The movie I'm talking about is Bridge of Spies.

It's exactly what it sounds like, mind you, and it's really right up my alley with what happens in the storyline, so obviously my friends know me well enough by now to suggest stuff they know I'll gobble up and probably not wait too much before I watch it.

However, for some inexplicable reason I have yet to figure out, I got a copy of the movie, then sort of let it sit there and stew while I mustered energy - or courage - to watch it.

Maybe that was a sign.

Saturday Snippet: The Beach

I still love things that you don't even need to pay for. Going to the beach and being around five of your friends and having a good time means so much more than going out and spending hundreds of dollars.

Maria Sharapova

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Tome Thursday: The Angels' Share

Hello everyone!

Let's take a deep breath and say what we all know is true: there are some books, and authors, that make us drop everything and anything, especially book-wise, to grab at them, and devour them in one sitting.

Hands up from everyone who feels the same way!

I'm pretty sure there are a lot of us.

For me, there are a few authors who will make me squeal with excitement and then dance around the room once I get my hand on a copy of the book in question. The top of that list has to be Tolkien, but he's sadly deceased, so I have to make do.

Among these, and right around the top, is J. R. Ward. Now, if you've been following this blog, you'll know I'm a sucker for her Black Dagger Brotherhood novels (hot vampires who kick ass? UHM YES!), and when news broke that she'd be trying her hand at a different, contemporary story, I was all for it. The Bourbon Kings certainly did not disappoint, and its sequel even less!

Talkie Tuesday: London Has Fallen

"Bullet-proof, not politician-proof!"

Hello everyone!

I'm finally fully back from vacation, this including not having a vacation mind anymore or being almost literally tied up with washing, drying, folding and cleaning in general. 

You know how things go when you've been away from home for a while.

So now that I'm back in business, it's time to pick up the slack after three weeks of virtually no posts from me and not even Tweets, with a movie recap and review! And of course, I wouldn't be me if I hadn't picked something that entertained me even before I went on my actual vacation, because honestly, there's nothing better than a good action movie.

Even if action is pretty much all you get in it.

But there you have it, I was a big fan, and still am, of Olympus Has Fallen, and so when a sequel was announced and the first trailer came out, I was stoked. When I finally got my hands on a copy, I truly was enthusiastic to see just what the screenwriters and creative minds behind it had cooked up.

I guess, though, that it's kind of difficult to follow the first film high if you're not James Bond.